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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=90688" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stars</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nina Simone<br>Stars<br>(Janis Ian) <br>I was never one for singing what I really feel <br>Except tonight I'm bringing everything I know that's real <br>Stars, they come and go, they come fast or slow <br>They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze <br>And all you see is glory <br>Hey but it gets lonely there when there's no one here to share <br>We can shake it away, if you'll hear a story <br>People lust for fame like athletes in a game, <br>we break our collarbones and come up swinging, <br>some of us are downed <br>some of us are crowned, and some are lost and never found <br>But most have seen it all, <br>they live their lives in sad cafes and music halls <br>They always come up singing <br>Some make it when they're young, <br>before the world has done its dirty job <br>and later on someone will say <br>"You've had your day, now you must make way" <br>But they'll never know the pain of living with a name you never owned <br>or the many years forgetting what you know too well <br>That the ones who gave the crown have been let down <br>You try to make amends without defending <br>Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes of grown men of twenty-five <br>that follow as you walk and ask for autographs <br>Or kiss you on the cheek and you never can believe they really loved you <br>Some make it when they're old <br>(Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare <br>or perhaps there's nothing there) <br>Stars, they come and go, they come fast they come slow <br>They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze <br>And all you see is glory <br>But most have seen it all, <br>they live their lives in sad cafes and music halls <br>They always have a story <br>Some women have a body men will want to see <br>and so they put it on display <br>Some people play a fine guitar, I could listen to them play all day <br>Some ladies really move across the stage and gee, they sure can dance <br>I guess I could learn how, if I gave it half a chance <br>But I always feel so funny when my body tries to soar <br>And I seem to always worry about missing the next chord <br>I guess there isn't anything to put up on display <br>Except the tunes, and whatever else I say <br>But anyway, that isn't really what I meant to say <br>I meant to tell a story, I live from day to day <br>Stars, they come and go, they're coming fast they come slow <br>They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze <br>And all you see is glory <br>But most have seen it all, <br>who live their lives in sad cafes and music halls <br>And we always have a story <br>So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around <br>I'll come up singing for you, even when I'm down</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Nina Simone - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Stars
(Janis Ian) 
I was never one for singing what I really feel 
Except tonight I'm bringing everything I know that's real 
Stars, they come and go, they come fast or slow 
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze 
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